A Shift in Balance

My limbs unlocked with absolute clarity. Across the light wood surface stood a silent red adversary, entirely motionless. I lowered my center of gravity, testing the articulation of my left knee. It obeyed smoothly, devoid of stiffness. Noticing a stray crumb lying between us on the polished grain, I stepped forward and shifted it aside with the tip of my boot. Solid contact. The tactile feedback confirmed it: autonomy achieved. I resumed my stance, ready.